Ego Trip--Lyrics

By David Roth

VERSE
I drag my suitcase down the hall,
Another day, another ball.
Straight outta bed and off I go,
My very favorite travel show.
I pop the bag, it's full of stuff,
I never quite unload enough.
But I'll make room, I'll get a grip.
I'm packing for my ego trip.

VERSE
I'll start with pride and
self-esteem .
Eternal youth and fading genes,
I always stuff some extra socks
Right underneath my
writer's blocks.
My shaving kit is six feet tall.*
It holds the mirror on the wall
Reflecting me, myself and I,
My three most favorite passersby.

CHORUS

BRIDGE
Today I'll start by
ending world hunger,
Take a break for lunch and
win Olympic Gold.
Just before my nap at three
I'll sell a coupla million CD’s.
My wing at the Smithsonian
Is something to behold.